Showing posts with label Grace Jones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grace Jones. Show all posts

Monday, July 5, 2010

Heterosexual Coupling Never Looked So Good

Chameleon/nouveau supermodel/Philly bitch, Sessilee Lopez and the latest target of my stalker's night vision binoculars, Wendell Lissimore, burn up this editorial from The Contributing Editor.



First Grace Jones, now Iman. I want this girl channeling every black female (and the occasional male) model of the past 50 years. And after those five minutes are over, I want her jumping in American Vogue.


I love the tongue on the left, so why play hard to get on the right? Starts ta poppin' those balloons, girl!


Throw this on the cover of i-D and call it a day.


Cockblock much?


I'm secretly a big fan of preppy clothing and this has inspired me to come out of that particular closet. Every other one having had its door broken off the hinges ages ago.


I kinda hope they're spitting into each other's mouths. Hot. Just me?


Funk. Yes. I want an entire family of kids who look exactly like this. That would solve every problem that exists in the world today. You're welcome...now give me my damn Nobel Prize.


The matching outfits continue but I'm certainly not sick of it. If real couples dressed like this, I might not want to pelt them with the relentless stones of my bitterness. I also want that khaki jumpsuit. Preferably the one on Sessilee so I can show off these pins.

Summer!

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Who Let Lester Out of Her Cage? Akimbo


Where am I? I don't need this fur - throw it on the floor! Now, look at all this skin darling, look at all of this lavender draped skin. You just can't handle it. I can't even look at it in this headpiece Gaga borrowed from me last week. Oh well, I'll just give them so leg...

Friday, May 1, 2009

Met Musings Akimbo

With the MET Gala just around the corner, what will everyone wear?

AnA's well-placed spies report that one leggy ingenue known for an irregular catwalk may score big points by wearing Marc Jacobs (as supplied by Anna Wintour's army). Roland Mouret is also rumored to be dressing a brunette bombshell to escort on his arm. Expect various muses and mannequins, especially from the house of Versace, to crawl out from under third world rocks to attend this one! AnA will roll into the ceremony half in the bag, with Grace Jones thrown over our shoulder, and frocked in Dior Couture from Spring 2007!

who dat